BRUTUS. Go and commend me to my brother Cassius; Bid him set on his powers betimes before, And we will follow. 

VARRO. CLAUDIUS. It shall be done, my lord. 

 [Exeunt.]

  

 ACT V

 SCENE I. The plains of Philippi.

 Enter Octavius, Antony and their Army.

Octavius, Antony

OCTAVIUS. Now, Antony, our hopes are answered. You said the enemy would not come down, But keep the hills and upper regions. It proves not so; their battles are at hand, They mean to warn us at Philippi here, Answering before we do demand of them. 

ANTONY. Tut, I am in their bosoms, and I know Wherefore they do it. They could be content To visit other places, and come down With fearful bravery, thinking by this face To fasten in our thoughts that they have courage; But ’tis not so. 

 Enter a Messenger.

Messenger

MESSENGER. Prepare you, generals. The enemy comes on in gallant show; Their bloody sign of battle is hung out, And something to be done immediately. 

ANTONY. Octavius, lead your battle softly on Upon the left hand of the even field. 

OCTAVIUS. Upon the right hand I. Keep thou the left. 

ANTONY. Why do you cross me in this exigent? 

OCTAVIUS. I do not cross you; but I will do so. 

 [March.]

Drum. Enter Brutus, Cassius and their Army; Lucilius, Titinius, Messala and others.

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